Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The trees soared into the clouds, their thick trunks covered with a thick layer of moss. Sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting dappled golden spots on the ground.

Ji Chaoxi wrapped her arms around Xie Qingyan's neck and secretly glanced at the group of ghosts staring at them from the tree.

On the bark was a ghost in a hanging boot, blended into the bark, its face covered with wrinkles, its mouth wide open, almost splitting to the back of its ears, its long tongue tentatively following behind them; behind the leaves was a finger eye, faceless, covered with countless tiny eyeballs, spying on them in the darkness.

Ji Chaoxi buried her head in Xie Qingyan's back. Xie Qingyan sensed Ji Chaoxi's unease and comforted her, "Miss Ji, don't be afraid, they won't hurt you."

Ji Chaoxi whispered, "But they look so scary."

As soon as the words were spoken, the finger-eye hidden behind the leaves began to shake violently, tears streaming from its pupils. It silently covered its eyes with the leaves.

Ji Chaoxi was dumbfounded; she hadn't expected this ghost to be so fragile.

She felt a pang of guilt and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Xie Qingyan took off his Taoist robe and let Ji Chaoxi sit on it.

"Miss Ji, please rest here for a while. I'll go find some firewood," Xie Qingyan said.

"Master Xie, I want to go with you." Ji Chaoxi quickly followed.

She would be terrified if she were alone here, even though she knows they don't eat people.

As soon as the two left, a squirrel ghost jumped out from the corner. It rummaged through Xie Qingyan's bundle, and was immediately startled when it saw what was inside.

"It's full of talismans; he really is a Taoist priest." The squirrel ghost stared at the other ghosts with a stern face.

"Why is that female ghost staying with the Taoist priest? Isn't she afraid of dying?"

The fox demon wagged its tail and snorted, "Maybe that Taoist priest is her lover. I don't think he's a proper Taoist priest at all."

Upon hearing the two footsteps, the ghosts who were still discussing immediately scattered.

As the night grew darker, the black mist in the woods became increasingly thick. Xie Qingyan lit a fire, and the blazing white golden flames instantly dispelled some of the ghostly aura nearby.

The forest was very quiet; apart from the sound of burning matches, there was no other sound.

Although it was only a semi-physical entity, it still consumed a lot of her energy. She felt very tired all over, and her gaze involuntarily fell on Xie Qingyan opposite her.

He was asleep leaning against a tree, the flickering firelight casting a soft glow on his face.

Ji Chaoxi stared at him longingly. She really wanted to absorb Xie Qingyan's vital energy, but that wouldn't be a good idea, since he had already used up a lot of his vital energy to save her last time.

Ji Chaoxi sat there hesitating for a while before carefully standing up. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

She held her breath, her body suddenly became transparent, and she slowly floated onto Xie Qingyan.

Several ghosts were perched in the tree, staring at her.

Ji Chaoxi kept reassuring herself, "Just a little bit, just a little bit..."

The ghostly aura instantly enveloped Xie Qingyan, with countless ghostly energies swirling around him, eagerly clinging to his exposed skin. Ji Chaoxi buried her face in Xie Qingyan's neck, and a faint golden light continuously emanated from Xie Qingyan's body.

Her originally pale face gradually flushed red. She closed her eyes, her breathing became rapid, and she felt her whole body burning hot. She wanted to escape but couldn't help but inhale more.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Finally, Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but cough. She felt as if fire was constantly burning her ghost, which was completely different from when Xie Qingyan was giving her breath.

Just as she was about to cry from the distress, Xie Qingyan sighed and pulled her into his arms.

He gently patted her back, soothingly saying, "Go to sleep."

The burning sensation in her soul suddenly disappeared, replaced by a warm and fulfilling feeling. Ji Chaoxi nestled in his arms, her breathing finally becoming steady.

Xie Qingyan calmly looked at Ji Chaoxi, whose face was flushed, with her eyes lowered.

How come they can't even steal vital energy?

A few little devils were about to take a puff or two with their families when they looked up and met Xie Qingyan's gaze.

The little devils screamed in fright and ran away immediately.

Ji Chaoxi realized Xie Qingyan's indulgence, and Xie Qingyan's greatest skill was pushing her luck.

She stayed by Xie Qingyan's side almost all day, secretly taking a small puff when he wasn't looking.

Xie Qingyan seemed oblivious to everything and treated her the same as always.

"Does Miss Ji prefer human form or ghost form?" Xie Qingyan suddenly asked. "Human form would require a lot of Miss Ji's energy, but ghost form would be very dangerous for me to have by my side."

He is a Taoist priest, so naturally there are many people seeking the Tao around him. If he is not careful, Ji Chaoxi may fall into danger.

Ji Chaoxi was sucking on the fruit in her hand when she quickly said, "I want to take human form, Master Xie. I want to stay by your side and absorb your vital energy forever."

Xie Qingyan remained silent for a while; she was quite honest.

He nodded: "Then I understand. Miss Ji, please feel free to ask me if you need anything."

Ji Chaoxi was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.

As expected of someone who cultivates the Tao, their heart is truly kind.

Ji Chaoxi doesn't like walking. When she was a ghost, she used to float around everywhere, and she even found floating tiring.

Now that she has a physical body, she is even less willing to walk, and Xie Qingyan carried her almost the entire way.

At first, Ji Chaoxi was a little guilty, but after that, Xie Qingyan would very consciously squat down in front of her every time they set off, and Ji Chaoxi had no more worries.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the woods were filled with morning mist.

Looking at the road ahead, Ji Chaoxi suddenly asked curiously, "Master Xie, you said before that destiny cannot be defied, otherwise one will be punished by heaven."

"So, my transformation from a ghost to this half-ghost, half-human state, is that considered going against the will of Heaven?"

She listened to Xie Qingyan chanting scriptures every day. He always talked about this destiny and that destiny, and he did the same when he talked to Zhao the wealthy man. He often mentioned destiny.

Ji Chaoxi frowned slightly: "Won't fate kill me then? But I only want to die by your hand, I don't want to die by fate's hand."

Xie Qingyan calmly said, "Lonely ghosts are already pitiful, and it would be even better if they could become human. Moreover, Miss Ji is kind-hearted, so this can be considered a good thing."

Ji Chaoxi looked at his profile: "Is this what fate says?"

"That's what I said."

Ji Chaoxi choked up.

Sensing that Ji Chaoxi was not in good spirits, Xie Qingyan said in a cold voice, "Miss Ji, rest assured, since I have promised to take you with me, I will protect you until you are successfully exorcised."

Ji Chaoxi was finally relieved.

"Master Xie, are all the Taoist priests at Taichu Temple as kind as you?"

Xie Qingyan pondered for a while: "Miss Ji, I am not quite sure about this issue either. I only know that all disciples of Taichu Temple follow the Way of Heaven."

The Dao is supremely wondrous and does not tolerate personal opinions.